William Carlos Williams (Sep 17, 1883 - Mar 04, 1963)


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Poemas de William Carlos Williams
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Take it out in vile whisky, take it out
in lifting your skirts to show your silken
crotches; it is this that is intended.

a trouble
archaically fettered
to produce

SORROW is my own yard
where the new grass
flames as it has flamed

The crowd at the ball game
is moved uniformly
by a spirit of uselessness

The rose is obsolete
but each petal ends in
an edge, the double facet

I will teach you my townspeople
how to perform a funeral —
for you have it over a troop